Drift

The yacht on the horizon

the last leaf

the last ripple

the flickering flame

the last faded echo

one last song,

and drift bit by bit.

 

© Sanjukta

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Kabhi Kabhi mere dil mein yeh Khayal aata hai

Ke gar yeh khayal na hota to kaisa hota

 

Wrote these lines last night, with some one in mind, and he thinks I am kidding.

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